"...what would you think
of this world which turns itself steadily
Into an oblivion that hurts, and hurts bad?
Would you curse me my careless caressing you
into this world or would you rise up
and, mustering all your strength into that tiny throat
which one day, no doubt, would grow big and strong,
scream and scream and scream until you break the back of one injustice..."
Excerpt from Poem to My Child, If Ever You Shall Be by Ross Gay
For Darnella Frazier, who, with her cellphone recording of George Floyd’s murder, “broke the back of one injustice.” For Mah’kia Bryant, Duante Wright, Adam Toledo, and all of the children who should still be here. For the trans youth of the South who are fighting new waves of legislation that would criminalize their existence.
We need youth vision and youth power now. We need movements of healing, protection, and abolition to bloom over our world like a California mountainside.
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